"Shut up," one of the other girls muttered.
"Sorry," Violet muttered and pulled her knees to her chest. She had yet another dream of Snape dying. It was worse because she watched him bleed out and Harry come in and do nothing. She shook her head and slipped off hte bed after untangling herself from the sheets. She slipped into a black robe and a pair of black slippers before grabbing her school bag.
She dumped the contents out on her bed and grabbed her wand and Potions book. She knew it was in the book frm her first through third year, but it could be in the fourth year book. If it was not, she would find it in another book in Snape's office.
She left the room and then the dungeons. She walked through the halls, making sure no one was near her. She had a plan. And this plan involved saving Snape's life in roughly three years. She was going to make the potion that put a stopper in death and then make anti-venom for whatever type of snake Nagini was. She just needed to do some research.
She entered his office and made sure he was still asleep. He started rolling over to face her, and Violet dashed under his desk. When she heard nothing, she got out and walked over to his private closet of supplies.
She looked around and then opened her book, flipping through the pages. She couldn't find the right potion in the book and tucked it back in her bag. She walked back out and checked to make sure he was still asleep. She opened up a cabinet and pulled out the fifth year book. She STILL couldn't find it. She shoved it back in and took out the sixth year book. She found it and smirked.
She went back to his supply room and started going through the list. She put the ingerdiants into her bag when she found them, and kept looking. She was down to the last three ingerdiants. And they were on the top shelf. She pulled out a stool and climbed up. She grabbed a jar filled with slimely stuff and put it in a side pocket. She smirked and picked up another ingerdiant. She tucked it in her robe pocket, and then reached for the last ingerdiant. As she grabbed it, she bumped into another jar.
"Shit," she muttered as she tried to grab it. But it was too late, it was out of her grasp. It shattered on the floor, and she heard Snape's bed creak.
Violet paniced. She jumped off the stool, and ran out of the classroom, leaving the sixth year book on the floor. She got down the corridor and around the corner before she heard Snape's door shut. She kept running back to the dungeons, and flew inside after she said the password. She went back to her room and dumped everything into a bag before putting into her trunk. She hid the bag at the very bottom and then realized she didn't have the book.
"Crap," she muttered, but she couldn't go back. She couldn't go now. Snape would see her. He'd find out somehow. That's the way he was. Violet sighed and repacked her school bag. She put it back and pulled off her robe and kicked off her slippers. She crawled back into bed and tried to sleep, but she couldn't. She sighed and pulled out her Divination text book, and started reading.
The next morning, she packed up her school bag again.
"Why are you doing that?" Evangeline asked. She was stretched out on a couch doing a small essay on Charms.
"I'm doing something important," Violet answered. "I'm going to the library; want to come?"
"No way," Evangeline said. "I think I'll hang out with Neville or something.
Violet nodded and walked out of the dungeons. She took the long way to the library so she coud see all the decorations and the pretty snow. She was so happy they hadn't taken them down yet, and that lessons hadn't started again.
"Hey, Violet!" she heard someone call.
She looked around and spot Michael walking towards her.
"Oh, hey!" she called back. They met halfway.
"Where are you going?" he asked, falling in step with her.
"Library," Violet answered.
"More homework?" he asked, laughing.
"No, I finished it," Violet said, shaking her head. "Evangeline's not done."
"Then why are you going?" Michael asked.
"Oh, I'm trying to figure out what kind of snake it is that keeps appearing in my dreams," she answered.
"I thought you hated snakes?"
"I do. I faint half the time when I see them."
"So why are you trying to figure out what it is?"
"I need to make an anti-venom."
"Why?"
Violet sighed.
"It's just important."
"Alright. Can I help?"
"Fine by me."
They walked to the library, and Violet described the snake as best she could. They spent a while searching for the right snake. Michael ran up to her with a grin on his face holding a book.
"This is it," he said, pointing to a snake. "This is it. It's a viper."
"Thank you!" Violet said, hugging him and taking the book. "I just need viper venom now...Eh, I better visit Snape."
"Want me come?" he offered.
"Why not?" Violet said. "Come on."
She shoved the book in her bag, not thinking about checking it out, and they went down to the Potion master's classroom.
"Severus!" she called when she opened the door. "Hey, Sevvey! I need something!"
"Violet what do you want?" he shouted from his supply. Violet remembered the broken jar and suddenly wasn't too keen on being there. At least she had rbought Michael along.
She walked over, and Michael walked after her.
"Hello, Professor," he said.
"Mr. Corner," Snape sneered. He was bent over the broken jar of black beetle parts. "What do you want?"
"I need viper venom," she answered. "What happened?"
"A student broke into my private supply and stole some ingredients," Snape answered, digging around for what she needed. "Probably one of my sixth years as that's what they need for one potion they're making."
He handed her a vial of it, and Violet grinned, putting it in her pocket.
"Thanks, Sev," she said. "So, are you going to grill them or simply take points and give them all detention?"
"I'm going to find out which one it is exactly," Snape murmered, lifting everything up with his wand. He placed it into a bowl.
"Have fun," Violet said nervously.
She and Michael left.
"Can I tell you a secret?" she asked as they walked away from his office.
"Sure," Michael said.
"I broke into Snape's supplies."
Meanwhile, Evangeline had wandered up to the Gryffindor tower. She looked up at the Fat Lady, and she looked down at Evangeline.
"Here to see someone?" she asked.
"Is Neville here?" she asked.
"Yes," the Fat Lady said and swung open. She considered Evangeline an honourary Gryffindor. Evangeline stepped in, and no one even bothered to give her a weird glance. They were used to her being in there. She walked up the flight of stairs to the boys' room and knocked. Harry and Ron looked up.
"Where's Neville?" she asked.
Neville popped up from his bed.
"Hi, Neville," she said.
"H-hey, Evangeline," he responded.
"Can you help me on something related to Charms?" she asked.
"I'm not the best," he admitted.
"Oh," she said. "Want to hang out then?"
"Sure," he said and got up. They went down to the courtyard and sat huddled under their heavy coats.
"The ball was fun," Evangeline said.
"It was," Neville agreed.
"But why'd you go with Ginny?"
"I-I kind of like her," Neville said.
"I hate her," Evangeline stated.
"Oh," Neville said.
"Anyway, let's talk about something cheerful," Evangeline said.
"Like what?" Neville asked.
"Um, I don't know," Evangeline said. Then she laughed. "I get the feeling Violet almost got caught doing something wrong again."
"You can sense that?" Neville asked.
"Yes! Typically, when we do get separated, we can tell if the other is up to something. Like, I bet she's slightly bored since I'm not doing anything exciting. She's probably in the middle of causing trouble or narrowly escaping from getting in trouble. Or almost getting found out."
"That's really interesting. Evangeline, why do you live with Snape?"
"Our parents are dead. He's our god father. I've told you this."
"But you've never said how they died."
Evangeline didn't say anything, and looked out at the snow-topped trees. "Don't worry about it. Anyway, why do you live with your gran?"
"I don't want to talk about it," Neville said.
Evangeline nodded. "I understand. We can each have our own secrets."
The second task finally arrived. Violet was as nervous as ever and the entire tme kept muttering, "please lose!". Michael stared at her, wondering if she was off her rocker. They waited as the contestants went underwater. Finally, all the participants had surfaced again, and they were to announce the scores.
"Fleur Delacour, though she demonstrated excellent use of the Bubble-Head Charm, was attacked by grindylows as she appraoched her goal, and failed to retrieve her hostage. We award her twenty-five points."
The people in the stands clapped, except for Violet and Evangeline.
"Cedric Diggory, who also used the Bubble-Head Charm, was first to return with his hostage, though he returned one minute outside the time limit of one hour." The Hufflepuffs appluaded so loudly, that Evangeline assumed they would go deaf. "We therefor award him forty-seven points.
"Viktor Krum used an incomplete form of Transfiguration, which nevertheless effective, and was second to return with his hostage. We award him forty points."
Violet cheered loudly for Krum. She still liked him for some unknown reason.
"Harry Potter used gillyweed to great effect. He returned last, and well outside the time limit of an hour. However, the Merchieftainess informs us that Mr. Potter was first to reach the hostages, and that the delay in his return was due to his determiniation to return all hostages to safety, not merely his own."
"He's too nice," Violet muttered, crossing her arms and leaning against the edge of the stands.
"Most of the judges, feel that this shows moral fiber and merits full marks. However...Mr. Potter's score is forty-five points."
"Dammit, Harry!" Violet shouted. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
"What's her problem?" Michael asked Evangeline.
"You wouldn't understand," Evangeline said, shaking her head.
Violet rushed down the stairs as Bagman continued talking. She finally caught up to Harry and grabbd his arm.
"Why won't you listen to me?" she shouted. "It will happen! There's no stopping it now! Great job, Harry! Great job! This could mean the death of many of us!"
Passing students turned to stare at her. A few teachers even looked at her. Evangeline and Michael and Neville came running up.
"Dammit, Harry!" she screamed and walked away.
"Sorry, Harry," Evangeline said. "She just...well, you know."
She ran off to catch up with Evangeline.
"Should we leave them?" Neville asked.
"Yes, probably," Michael said. "So, Harry, have fun?"
"Violet!" Evangeline nagged her sister. "Why did you do that?"
"He needs to stop winning!" Violet said angerily. They were walking back to the castle now. "You-Know-Who will return, and it's gonna be his fault!"
The snow fell softly to the ground. The girls dressed in winter coats and tied their Slytherin scarf around their necks pink in the cheeks of the cold. They were walking along side of the other Slytherins who were throwing nasty looks towards them. Most of the girls were just jealous because they were two of the prettiest girls there. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Micheal were in the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw carriges. The girls were forced to sit across from Draco and a random quiet Slytherin girl.
"Well well," he smirked running his hands through his hair. "How are you guys?"
"None of your business," Violet snarled. Draco raised an eyebrow.
"I thought we were friends-?" he asked.
"What?" Evangeline shrieked. "The only thing you've done to us is betray us. You lied to us too many times Draco."
He stared out the window.
"Why did you decide you were going to be nice?" Violet asked.
"None of your business," he snarled then turned to the quiet girl. "And if you tell anyone about this-"
"There you go!" Violet snapped. "You don't want anyone to know. Just stay away from us!"
Draco looked confused, but didn't say anything. The girls crossed their arms and glared at him. He stared out the window remaining quiet.
When the carriges stopped the girls went to find Harry, Ron, and Hermione, but couldn't find them. They teamed up with Micheal and Neville and walked around Hogsmeade. They went to Honeydukes first. Inside were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets imaginable. They purchased their favorite candies like Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans, Cockroach Clusters, fudge, and Chocolate Frogs.
They walked around Dervish and Banges, but didn't find anything of interest except for Neville and Micheal. Neville purchased a new plant book, and Micheal picked up a book on the stars. They went to Gladrags Wizard Wear, and Evangeline found a bracelet with different colored beads while Violet picked out some black shirts and skirts. They ate at the Three Broomsticks. Then bought some new quills at Scrivenshaft's. They went to Zonko's Joke Shop and found things they could use on the Slytherins. Micheal and Neville weren't as interested. When they had hit all the shops Cho Chang appeared.
"Micheal?" she asked in a sweet voice. "I need some help with my homework Snape assigned me. I don't mean to bother you on your time off, I just don't want to fail and-"
"No it's fine," said Micheal, smirking sadly. "I'll see you later Violet."
"Yeah," she said grumpily. "Whatever."
Susan Bones appeared later, dragging Neville off with her.
"These girls are so annoying," Evangeline said grumpily as they plopped down in the snow. The wind whipped their hair around. Violet squinted in the wind and saw a shack in the distance.
"What's that?" she asked pointing towards it. Evangeline pulled it out of her pocket and fumbled around with its right direction before saying, "That's the Shrieking Shack."
Violet shrugged.
"Let's go," she said standing up.
"We can't," said Evangeline. "I overheard Fred and George talking to Ron and Harry; not even they can break in through the outside."
"Well we're not Fred and George," Violet smirked tightening her scarf. "Our minds have a different type of - creativity."
The girls walked over, and Violet threw rocks at the window. This didn't work, so she stepped up on the edge of the window.
"Come on, Ev!" she said, climbing up the side of the building. Evangeline stepped up and followed after her. They soon got up to the second floor and then the roof. They sat on the roof, the wind blowing even stronger. Strands of their hair blew around, hurting their faces.
Violet stood up, and shouted over the wind, "Let's look around! Maybe we can find someone!"
Evangeline nodded and followed her around the roof. They came across a dirty skylight. Violet tapped it with her wand, and a large crack appeared.
"It must not be protected by magic!" she shouted.
"Agreed!" Evangeline yelled.
They both tapped the glass with their wands, and the grimy glass fell to the floor below.
"Jump!" Evangeline yelled and dropped in. Violet was a bit more wary, but soon, she followed after. They were in a dirty, dusty bedroom. Every inch of furniture was covered in dust. The wind created a high-pitched howling in the house.
"This place is creepy," Violet muttered.
"It is," Evangeline mumbled.
"I like it!"
Evangeline stared at her like she was off her rocker. Violet shrugged and walked out of the room. They entered another bedroom, and large scratch marks covered the walls, floors, furniture, everything.
"It's like soemthing attacked the place," Evangeline whispered.
"Yeah," Violet agreed. She walked up and ran her hands over the marks. Evangeline tried to spread her fingers along the deep cuts.
"What do you think made them?" she asked her twin.
"Something big," Violet replied.
"Do you - do you think it's still here?" Evangeline whispered.
"Ha! No way!" Violet said. "See, look, the scratches are faded. Dust has collected in a few of them. And if you look at the floor, you'll notice ours are the only footprints. There's no way anything - or anyone - was in here recently."
The wind blew threw again, making a low moaning sound.
"Although that wind is pretty creepy," Violet added.
"It's really creepy," Evangeline agreed.
Violet and Evangeline wandered around the rest of the house, Violet commenting on the furniture, the marks in the walls, everything. Soon, they came to one room that seemed oddly cleaner than the others.
"Okay, maybe something WAS in here recently," Violet said. She bent down and looked at the dust. "Evangeline, look!"
"Huh?" she asked, looking down. Most of the floor was covered in footprints. Violet moved around to one side of the room, careful to only step in the pre-made footsteps. Evangeline followed, only much more gracefully.
"Show off," Violet muttered.
"It's not my fault I'm a good dancer," Evangeline smirked. "And that I have better balance."
Violet shook her head and pulled out her wand.
"Lumos," she muttered, and her wand lit up. She held it up against the wall and gasped. "Ev! There's-there's BLOOD!"
"What?" Evangeline shouted, bending closer to look.
Just as Violet said, a streak of blood was on the wall. And on the floor, there was a small pool of dried blood. Evangeline leaned closer, over Violet's and ended up overthrowing their weight, sending both girls to the floor.
"Damn!" Violet moaned. "I was gonna try to see what happened!"
"Like, see if there was a murder or something?" Evangeline asked.
"Exactly," Violet said, standing up. "Just let me look around for a little bit."
Evangeline leaned against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest. She watched as Violet crawled under the bed, looking for something. She dug around in the piano, and then around the fireplace. She came up empty except for a patch of dark fur.
"What do you think it's from?" she asked Evangeline.
"A dog, wolf or...yeah, one of those," Evangeline answered.
Violet pocketed it and looked at her watch.
"We should get going," she said. "It's getting late."
"But we didn't even go downstairs!" Evangeline complained as they left the room, brushing dust off their clothes and each other.
"We'll be back, though," Violet assured as they went back to the room with the skylight. Evangeline climbed on Violet's shoulders and climbed out. She turned around and held her arms out. Violet grabbed hold, and Evangeline pulled her out. They sat on the roof for a second, looking at the darkening sky.
"They went over here!" they heard a voice call.
"Michael?" Violet said, looking down. He and Neville were walking in their direction, Snape in tow. He didn't look pleased to be there. "I guess we were gone longer than I thought."
"You think?" Evangeline asked.
They walked to the edge of the roof as the three walked to the edge of the house.
"Hi, guys!" they shouted. They looked up, and their eyes went wide.
"What are you doing up there?" Snape shouted.
"Don't jump!" Michael yelled.
"Be careful!" Neville screamed.
"We went in the shack," they said together, looking innocent by closing their eyes and smiling sweetly.
"And we didn't plan on it," Violet added to Michael. "We like life!"
"Oh, Neville, don't worry!" Evangeline called down to him.
"Get down here!" Snape ordered.
Violet had the sudden idea to pretend to jump, just to make them freak out. But she climbed down, using the edges of the windows to do so. She jumped off the last one as Evangeline started down.
"It's dusty in there," Violet said.
"I would think," Snape muttered.
Evangeline hopped down next to her.
"Violet thinks she found a murder scene," she said cheerily.
"But you had to contaminate the evidence," Violet replied, glaring at her. "I found dried blood in a room with tons of foot prints. Dunno how recent it was."
"AND we saw these giant claw marks!" Evangeline added.
"Plus, I found this patch of dog hair," Violet said, pulling it out of her pocket. "Cool, huh?"
They stared at them as though they had just said they had commited the murder.
"You weren't supposed to be in there," Snape said a moment later.
"We weren't?" Evangeline asked sweetly. "We didn't know..."
Michael and Violet snickered. Snape shook his head, and Neville watched her with an odd expression on his face.
"Anyway, let's go," Snape said. "We've already missed the carriges."
"So we walk, then," Violet said, shrugging. A blast of chilling wind shot through them. Everyone shivered, so they started back, truging through the snow. They got to the road leading up to Hogwarts, and they were all frozen to the bone.
"So-some one w-w-want to cr-create a f-f-fire?" Evangeline said through chattering teeth.
"Why's it so damn cold?" Violet muttered.
Snape conjured blanket and gave one to the students. He didn't keep one for himself.
"How are you not blue?" Violet asked, blowing warm air into her numb hands.
"These robes are lined with fur," he said, showing them.
"That's gross," both girls said and ignored him the rest of the way to Hogwarts.
They separated in the Great Hall, and each went their own way. Evangeline and Violet, once in the common room, stood around the fire. Violet was warming her backside when Draco noticed them.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Roasting my ass," Violet said, disgust dripping from her words. "I'm frozen. We're frozen."
"Exactly," Evangeline agreed, putting her hands near the fire.
"Why were you late?" he asked.
"Snape said not to talk about it," Evangeline said.
"But since we don't listen to him, we STILL won't tell you," Violet said, smirking. She really didn't like Draco right now.
"Please tell me," he asked, looking up at the taller girl with his large gray eyes.
"Should we?" Evangeline asked, looking at Violet.
"I don't care," Violet said, bending down to touch her toes and getting warmer.
"We went to the Shrieking Shack," Evangeline said.
"The Shrieking Shack?" Parkinson said, coming up. She placed her hands on her hips, glaring at the twins. "No wonder you look like a rat, covered in dust."
"Oh, you were born in a kennel?" Violet said, mocking her stance. "No woner you look like a mutt wtih a pug face."
"Draco!" Parkinson shouted. "Make them apologize!"
Draco backed up, clearly not wanting to be in a cat fight.
"Uh, you can do that on your own," Draco said and dashed off.
Violet and Evangeline cackled, going back to warming themselves. Pansy huffed and ran away.
The next day the girls sat at the Gryffindor table with Harry and Ron.
"Wonder where Hermione is?" Ron asked is face stuffed with food. The girls shrugged.
"She could be with Viktor," said Evangeline. "Ron, why don't you like him anyway?"
Ron went slightly pink. Before he could reply though, Hermione came to the table. EVERYONE could tell she was angry. Her hair was frizzed up more than usual. They could tell she had brushed through it angrily making the frizz worse. Her left eye was slightly twitching and a bag was slung over her back. She took a seat between the twins and dumped the bags on the floor. Many manilla envelopes fell to the table.
"What are those?" Violet asked ripping one open.
"Violet!" Evangeline shrieked. "Those are Hermione's!" Violet ignored her and scanned the paper.
Dear Hermione,
Do you know how much pain your causing Vicky and Harry? Where does your heart lie? Brewing up those love potions. You're not even pretty you know? They shouldn't be in so much pain over an ugly girl like you. Stop before you cause others pain!
"Oh, what happened?" Evangeline asked hugging Hermione slightly. She had read the note over Violet's shoulder over come with nosiness. Hermione sighed.
"There's a journalist named Rita Skeeter who writes for the Daily Prophet. She wrote lies about Harry and Hagrid, so I told her off. She was angry at me, so she started to write terrible lies about me. This is all my hate mail!"
"Well that's stupid," said Violet. "Sounds like I need to beat up this lady!"
"I know what will make you feel better," said Evangeline digging around her pocket. "Here's two galleons for S.P.E.W!" Hermione let her head hit the table.
"House elves enjoy work," she said slightly muffled. "They hate the idea of being paid and having Holidays. I'm wasting my time."
"I wish we could go out," said Evangeline. "But we have classes today."
Hermione sighed and put her chin in her cupped hands. "I wouldn't have time," she sighed. "Too much homework." Violet nodded in understanding.
That night, both girls were bored out of their mind.
"You got that map?" Violet asked her twin.
"Yep," Evangeline said, pulling it out.
She and Violet pulled their cloaks on and walked out of the common room. Evangeline unfolded it, and she and Violet looked it over.
"Right there," Violet said, pointing at a passage. She was tapping the picture of a statue of a one-eyed witch. "That leads into Honeydukes, and then we can get to the house."
"Awesome!" Evangeline said, and they dashed to the statue. Violet pulled out her wand.
"Dissendium," she sid, tapping the hump. The statue opened, and the girls crawled into the passage. They ran along, and soon reached the end. They came to a trap door that Violet pushed open.
She wriggled out and helped Evangeline. She replaced the wood, and they dashed up the stairs. Evangeline got to the door when she heard Violet speak.
"Wait, I want some Acid Pops," Violet said. She was shoving them into the pockets of her jeans. Evangeline dragged her out of the shop.
"I was going to get some blood-flavoured lollipops, too!" Violet complained.
"Oh, hush," Evangeline said. "They could have heard us."
Violet snorted. "Oh, and if anyone comes out, we're tourists who got drunk at the Hog's Head. Got it?"
"Got it," Evangeline agreed.
They jogged down to the Shrieking Shack and climbed up to the roof. They jumped back down and started downstairs, to the rooms they hadn't yet seen. They entered what resembled a sitting room. Violet stepped over to the fire place and pulled her wand out. After a second, she had a warm fire going.
"Ah, much -"
She was cut off by Evangeline screaming.
"What?" she shouted, turning around. Evangeline had opened a closet and was pointing to a half-decomposed skeleton.
"Well, that's great," Violet said, appraching her sister. Then she smirked. "Ha! I told you someone was murdered in here!"
"Violet, this is serious!" Evangeline said. "We could get blamed!"
"For what? We FOUND the body," Violet said. She bent down and reached into the dead man's pocket.
"What are you doing?" Evangeline hissed.
"I was wondering if he had any mo-"
Violet shut her mouth as everything around her went black. When colour did come back, it was to see two men. One man was short with long black hair and green eyes, and the other man with short brown hair, trousers, a button-down black shirt and blue eyes. He was trying to fight the one man, but he was failing. The other bashed the man's head against the wall, and he slid down. The other man seemed to realize what had happend and dragged the body downstairs. He sliced the face of the man and shoved him into the closet. But the man looked unfamiliar.
"Ev, he was murdered," Violet said. Vioelt quickly explained everything that she saw. "Dunno who either of them were, but his face got sliced."
Evangeline stared at her sister. She was creeped out.
"Can we leave?" she pleaded.
"No, I want to look around a little more," she said. She pulled out the fur. "But what role does this play? It could easily be dog fur, yes."
Violet began pacing in front of the body.
"Or...Or it could be the man's hair. The killer's, that is," she said. She tucked the hair back in her pocket. "See, his hair got cut off when...when he was fighting the other man! I believe they had wands, so that could easily happen. Next around, the black-haired man bashed his head into the wall upstairs. The man fell, his blood smearing and pooling. So after that, he realized the man was dead. Or at least almost dead. So he dragged him downstairs...But why downstairs? Why not the closet in that room? Evangeline, come along."
They dashed up the stairs and into the room. Violet went over and pulled the closet open. More ripped up furniture fell out. The girls dodged at the perfect moment.
"So, this closet was full, so he was taken downstairs," Violet deducted. "He firgured that the coat closet would be at least semi-empty. he slashed the face just so he wouldn't be recognized. What do you think, Evangeline?"
"I think you make a good detective," Evangeline answered.
"Thank you, thank you," Violet said, bowing deeply. "But does my theory work out?"
"Yes, very much so," Evangeline answered.
"But...Hey, wait a second!" Violet said and ran back to the scratched up room. She pressed her hands over every scratch until she got another vision. A werewolf was transforming in the room. it looked painful, but the person was very familiar.
"Lupin! That's it!" Violet said. "Remus Lupin used to stay here! I'm not sure when, but he did!"
"Whoa, wait, what?" Evangelien said. "Lupin's a killer?"
"Hell, no!" Violet said. "Lupin's a werewolf! No, stay with me!"
She grabbed Evangeline and shook her roughly.
"Remember...remember last year when there's that large blank in our memory?" Violet asked. "Well, I just placed what's missing. While we were under that tree, Lupin-Werewolf came and tried to attack us. You became a large piece of wood after faitning and I took us off. That's where I got that huge cut from! Too bad it didn't scar...That would have been cool."
"Wait...so he's...?"
"Yes!" Violet said. "Ooh! We have to tell someone about this! About this murder!"
"Uh..."
"Dumbledore. We gotta tell Dumbledore. Come on, let's get out here."
The girls climbed onto the roof and then down to the ground. They dashed back to Honeydukes, Violet grabbing a few packages of Bernie Bots Every Flavor Beans.
"What? I wanted some! And we were here," she hissed as they went back through the passage. They climbed out of the statue not long after that, and they started running to Dumbledore's office.
"Too much running," Violet panted as Evangeline started banging on the door. Dumbledore opened the door a few moments later, dressed in a robe and a sleeping cap.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Hold on a minute," Violet said, trying to catch her breath. She sucked in a deep breath and nodded. "Okay, let's step in. Then we can tell you."
They did indeed step in, and they collapsed in the seats.
"We found the victim of murder," they said together.
"Where?" he asked, alarm on his face.
"The Shrieking Shack," Evangeline answered. Violet kicked her feet up on the edge of Dumbledore's desk. He gave her a warning look, and she slowly lowered her feet.
"Older corpse," Violet added, knowing Dumbledore was thinking about the saftey of the students. "Killer's probably long gone."
"Please tell me everything," Dumbledore said.
"Of course," Evangeline said.
She and Violet took turns telling the details of what they had discovered, event he stuff from earlier that day. Violet told him about the vision, but left out the fact that she and her twin had learned about Lupin...again.
"I will call the Ministry in the morning," he said. "Off to bed, you too. And thirty points each for learning about this. Any evidence?"
"Oh, yeah, this but of hair," Violet said, pulling it out. As she did, some of her acid pops flipped out. "Crud!"
"Where did you get those?" he asked, giving her a knowing look.
"Honeydukes," Violet responded truthfully. She handed him the hair.
"Good night, professor!" Evangeline said and dragged Violet away.
They started down the hall, and Evangeline started scolding her. "Stealing is WRONG!"
"Yeah, I know," Violet responded, pulling one out and unwrapping it. She stuck it in her mouth, pulling a face.
"Then why did you take them and the beans?" Evangeline asked. She really didn't understand her sometimes.
"I wanted them," Violet answered. "I wasn't going to go wake up the owners, and I forgot money. I mean, I didn't plan on getting anything. But then I saw them...and I grabbed them."
Evangeline sighed, and they hurried on back.
That day the girls climbed up the stairs glumly to Divination. Violet had her book tucked beaneath her arm, and Evangeline was trying frantically to remember what each symbol meant.
"Hermione's right!" she wailed. "This class is stupid! I wonder if I can switch like she did..."
"No!" said Violet. "You can't leave me with a bunch of Slytherins and Gryffindors." Evangeline sighed as she took her seat across the room. Maybe she should think the class through. But all Professor Trelawney wanted you to know was that - she thought this through. That she hoped they all had pain and suffered?
"My dears," she said dramatically wrapping her shawl tighter around her neck. Evangeline whiped her fore head. It felt like a boiler room. Violet groaned. She hated heat.
"We have almost finished our work on planetary divination. Today, however, will be an excellent day to examine the effects of Mars, for he plays the most interesting role at the present time. If you all look this way, I will dim the lights..."
Evangeline felt her eyelids droop. She wondered what the Professor would do if she decided to take a nap. She looked over and saw Violet had already passed out on her desk. She smirked. Violet wouldn't have to study this class, anyway. Professor Trelawney bent down and pulled out a planetary model. The planets seemed to glow in the dark. The moons of the planets lit up stars reflected on the ceiling making the children feel they were actually in space.
"Now, look at this," she almost whispered her eyes large in her glasses. "Look how fascinating the angle Mars is making on Neptune." Evangeline craned her neck to get a better look.
"In a couple of days this will happen," she said, a clicking sound happening. The planet Mars slowly moved over Neptune making a shining light on its surface that made Neptune seemed to glow. There were "oohs" and "aahs" from the class. Suddenly, there was a loud scream. Evangeline's head whipped around and saw Harry on the floor clutching his head his teeth clinched.
"Harry!" she cried. She and Ron fell to his side. Ron tried to shake him awake and Evangeline sat by him trying to calm him down. Violet's head shot up and she saw a large group around Harry.
"What's going on?" she asked pushing her way into the circle to see Ron and Evangeline helping her up.
"He had a vision!" Trelawney said excitedly.
"I thought I was the "Seer?" Violet yawned, scratching her head. Evangeline was going to help Ron walk Harry to the nurse, but Violet pulled her back.
"What happened?" she asked.
"Trelawney was explaining about the planets," Evangeline said slowly. "Then we heard a scream and saw Harry on the ground clutching his scar."
"It must have been Voldemort!" Violet said in an excited whisper. "Come on let's go see what it was about."
"That's what I was going to do," Evangeline grumbled. "But you pulled me back." Violet shrugged.
"Eh," she said. "We're fine."
Harry explained his dream to the girls. He had seen Wormtail and Nagini. He had heard a cold voice which probably was the weak Voldemort.
"You were right," he said to Violet. "I should have listened. But Cedric and I are tied for first now. I can't do anything."
"Just be careful," said Evangeline. "Try not to win alright?" Harry sighed. The girls knew he would be letting down a big lot of people, but bringing Voldemort back wouldn't please them either.